24: What was I doing again?

[hermonkeyman.livejournal.com]

[tap tap tap] Hey, hey, is this thing on?

So, I think I've forgotten pretty much everything. Is this normal?

I'm so hungry.

[18.]

[spoken-uniquely.livejournal.com]

[Sophie's deduced by now that, well, there are pictures and videos that are in need of being returned to their rightful owners. all of them seemed to contain memories of some sort, no matter how vague or brief, they seemed like they would be precious to other people in some way. after all, everyone seemed to be without memories. and something was better than nothing. working with remnants of one's own past was akin to piecing together a puzzle, after all. unfortunately for her, there were thousands of photos littering the floors of the tower she had found herself in, but nothing with her name.

she would find her way toward the door, the photos being pushed through as she walked. perhaps she would have better luck outside of this place?

and once she steps outside door, she can't help but notice for a second, from the corner of her eye that there had been a familiar device resembling a Blackberry. that was different. picking it up and looking at what was on the screen, she couldn't help but widen her eyes, stumbling back in the slightest once she realizes just what was being displayed.

was that her body? was that her... in pieces, bleeding every which way, a victim of a cruel slaughter? her free hand covered her mouth as she gasped, the memory at hand... slowly changing, shifting to that of her in a place shrouded in darkness, the feeling of confusion moving over each of her features. where was she? what was going on?

it was then, in her looking deeper into the memory, her attention was caught by a light. it was bright, almost as though someone had put a spotlight on her. she turned. it was intense, glistening brighter than anything she had seen before, though all she could make out was something vaguely representing a human form. she moved back against the door, stifling a shriek as it reached out toward her.

the last thing she remembered seeing were the faces of several people. eighteen people, in fact. they were still, they were staring, they looked nearly alive. the faces were vivid, almost piercing, though despite this, she could never see anything resembling a face of the one consumed by the light. when the "hand" made contact with her forehead, she could feel her body trembling as she released her grip on the phone, sinking along with it on the ground.

...what was that?]

I... I don't think anyone else saw... a bright light recently, did they?

<sub>(ooc. directly related to this if you want in on that fun train. thano tested; mod approved.

OPEN LIEK WHOA. AND OMG I TL;DRED SO HARD. I APOLOGIZE! GAH. ;;)</sub>

anything and everything

[http://users.livejournal.com/_fredless/]

I think....my head's usually busier than this.

I think?

...maybe?

...

[its-worthdoing.livejournal.com]

[someone is baking cookies, and just dropped one tray right on top of another that was already baking]

That's --- not right.

Right?

(no subject)

[misa-approves.livejournal.com]

But how did I get...

[can't remember for the life of her what she was doing a few minutes ago, but all she knows now is she's in a bedroom doused in crosses, skulls, and all things occult, including a really large shrine to someone named Kira...

is that a vial of blood?!]

WAHHH!

Someone help me! I think I've been kidnapped by crazy occultists who want to sacrifice me to some guy named Kira!!!

I'm not even a vir--

[...can't remember...]

There's a chance I'm not even a virgin, you know!

(no subject)

[thirdchildren.livejournal.com]

[the sound of someone backing up quickly and crashing over a chair] GYAH!

Wh-why is there a penguin in my freezer?!

[confused... penguin noises LMAO]

(no subject)

[musical-phantom.livejournal.com]

[erik was on his way back to his room, trying to avoid all human contact, except he sort of took a wrong turn and found himself in the lobby instead. so here he is, muttering darkly under his breath and trying to regain his bearings -- when suddenly he stops, a blank look settling on his features.]

Was I... going somewhere? [blinks and looks around, almost warily]

How strange... I cannot... perhaps this is where I wished to be? 

[sort of just stands there, frowning. and oh look - there are things scattered everywhere. hm.]

How strange... items all around... where did they come from?

v.

[dog-the-ripper.livejournal.com]

[there is the clink of metal, and a chilling laugh that would make children cry]

These are mine? I must have had better taste than I'd thought.

[unseen to anyone hearing this over the journal, she's testing out the sharpness of her knives on various inanimate objects. For now.

Sorry, residents, your local domesticated Jack the Ripper is domesticated no more]

Phase 7

[makesitpossible.livejournal.com]

Uh.

Ever have one of those moments where you just can't remember what you were doing a second ago? Yeah. Take that, crank it on overdrive.

Kinda weird when all you've got on you is a gun. Anyone know what the hell's up?

(no subject)

[luv8vul.livejournal.com]

[if anybody is in the library... well, let's just say they shouldn't be- the entire place is a MESS, with a HUGE amount of books littering the floor, bookshelves in the middle of being moved around... and it's all being plotted out in a rather intricate diagram drawn in the journal, titled "Library Symmetry Project"]

[however, as memories are being pulled, the sole worker of this project stops to contemplate this over the journal]

...Wait. What exactly am I doing? [Kid was nudging a giant bookshelf, loaded with books, into a perfectly centered position... but now he doesn't know why]

This place is a mess. People should really learn to clean up after themselves.


[ooc: the library's going to stay a mess until the ghosts clean it up.... prolly after the plot. MOD APPROVED]

051; [dictated]

[firsttsurugi.livejournal.com]

... I don't like this feeling.

[OOC; Feel free to find his memories wherever in whatever way, shape, or form. They were put up in the plotting post. His first meeting with Zack in Modeoheim is taken by Lenalee. And the crossdressing incident in the slums was taken by Rikku. GO NUTS!]

(no subject)

[angelus.livejournal.com]

Who: Hatake Kakashi and open.
What: Paranoid ninja murderer get.
When: During the amnesia plot.
Where: Around the castle, idk.
Rating: PG to R? We'll see...

( Like most of the other residents affected by the castle's current shenanigans, Kakashi couldn't recall anything save for his own name. That, and the fact that he was in some sort of castle, and that the kitchen was on the first floor )

(no subject)

[redresolve.livejournal.com]

[You're in a strange castle, you woke up with a very strange and dramatic roommate and you both own two.. dogs. Actually, she hadn't really thought anymore on the Pokemon. This was a strange place, it was only natural that weird things should happen. But good morning Paradisa! And Miranda, who she naturally dragged down to the kitchen, too. After much initial wtf]

The smell of coffee is in the air! If you ask nicely, she'll share! But right now she's probably sharing a little something else too. She's standing on a chair, idly picking through the cabinets to see what all the castle had for supplies. Coffee was simple enough to make, but-

In short? Anyone who opts to take a trip to the kitchen this morning will get an eyeful of some very pretty legs. But never fear, bffs, Allen's got this covered. He's already checked for the shorts. They exist!]

Miranda, are you sure you don't want any? I'm sure I could find something else, but I'm not really sure what the castle actually has..

[ooc; Open post! Beware the legs! Pfft, I've been playing with an idea of a post like this for a bit. Her legs are pretty popular. Hopefully it'll be fun! ♥]

26.

[seeded-flame.livejournal.com]

[down in the lobby, Mai is sitting on the floor. In front of her a small fire appears and disappears, her eyes glowing red on and off in synch with it. She pauses, then tugs a certain vampire's black toque she is wearing a bit lower.

Are those objects people have begun to look for that important? After all, she's been getting along fine with only her name and this interesting fire ability.

But then, they might have something important on them. So even if she doesn't feel the need to go looking herself....]

.... [she looks down at the journal, lying open, and speaks into it]

Bring anything labeled with the name Mai Kashiwagi - or anything with a girl with shoulder-length brown hair and reddish eyes that goes by that name - to the lobby.

That's all.

[and with that, she goes back to burning a spot on the floor]

((Open to anyone of course o/))

Rebel 010;

[shitshitshiiit.livejournal.com]

Hey, uhh... If anyone finds anything about a guy with silver hair and two different-colored eyes could you tell me? Apparently people are finding things all over the castle but I only just got here from town.

Thanks in advance.

:077

[devilmarked.livejournal.com]

( Zelman )

'm gonna go sleep for a few days, if a prick with a fifty foot pole up his ass asks for me. Tell him I went for a walk or something.

014

[ultimaverum.livejournal.com]

[Biiiiiig yawn. Someone is waking up from the best sleep he’s gotten all week. He glances around his room and eventually realizes… none of it is familiar. Well that’s weird. Time to check the journal!]

[After a bit, he’s taps a pen against the page] Um… [Tap tap tap. He doesn’t really know how to say this…]

I don’t seem to know my name. So… if… you find anything that doesn’t get claimed…? It might be mine. I’ve got red hair, blue eyes… my closet is filled with suits and trench coats, if that helps at all.

xis

[creeperlike.livejournal.com]

Ya know-- [ hear that serious business tone? yeah well it's about to fade into a mixture of irritation and........ crazy crackness I guess.

Anyway he stops and seemingly to no one yells: ] WE AINT HAVIN' ANY GOD DAMN CURRY WELL YA STOP ASKIN'!

(no subject)

[no-poweroverme.livejournal.com]

[the voice of a very confused girl can be heard through the journal - she's talking to herself, mostly, but her comments are very general]

I woke up this morning and there was a bug in my room - a really weird-looking one. Why was there a bug in my room? I tried to whack it with a book and it bit me!

[a frustrated sigh]

Now there are... things all over the place, with people's names on them. That must mean there are things with my name on them, right?

Right. Of course. Look, if anyone finds something with my name - Sarah Williams - on it, can you please give it back? I... I can't remember much of anything.


[ooc: feel free to find anything of sarah's - some of her memories are already taken, but there's still a few that are open. OH and because i'm lazy, feel free to find anything of erik's, too.]

Vision: Not my visions

[chasingvisions.livejournal.com]

Okay, so there's this weirdo ghost following me around everywhere and it's kind of freaking me out. It hasn't done anything yet except get food for me but I'm not taking my chances. I cleared out of that room quick.

Anyway, I found this news article stuck in the tuba in the music room. If there's a Sophie Devereaux in the castle, kudos to you! Turning a boring science fair into a musical is impressive!

(no subject)

[mouthiness.livejournal.com]

I think I may need a doctor. I don't know. Maybe? My skin is really- I can't even describe it. It doesn't really hurt it's just... Bad. I may not remember anything but I know this isn't normal. I don't think it's serious, but can I get somebody up here to check me out anyway? I can pay I think, but there's always manual labor if I can't, right?

...And why am I talking in yellow?


((OK... For Deadpool, he obviously doesn't remember being Deadpool, though he's found his costume and a picture of himself in it. For the plot he's Wade Wilson and has no idea he has cancer or a healing factor. You're free to find any memories you want if you wish. :D

EDIT LOOOOL I have no idea how comments got disabled. Way to fail, Em. Sorry about that guys!))

one hundred and sixteen:

[queendramabitch.livejournal.com]

[What Lucy Saxon's Been Up To Since Her Mun Was At Dragon*Con

Whenever Lucy needs to release some pent-up emotions, she goes to the Danger Room. On this particular visit, she decides she wants to kill her mother--it's something she's enjoyed doing in the past. Only this time, something's wrong. No matter what she does, Lucy can't make the hologram of her mother die. She stabs her, she tries bashing her brain in, she tries strangling her... all to no avail, even though her mother is well past the point where she ought to be dead from her wounds. Eventually the hologram gets in a good blow of its own, and Lucy is knocked unconscious.

When she finally wakes up, she finds she doesn't have a clue where she is or how she got there. The phrase "Danger Room" seems to fit, but that doesn't help her discover a way to get out. To add insult to injury, her voice is gone. It doesn't feel like the first time this has happened.

Lucy manages to locate a pen and writes in her journal]

I appear to be trapped inside a virtual reality program. Does anyone know how to shut it off?


[ooc: handwaving the past week, and getting Lucy in on the plot. Also, my internet connection has decided to be insanely slow, so it looks like my plot participation is going to be limited :(]

Episode 149

[spongetastic.livejournal.com]

[having experienced amnesia twice before, this is not foreign territory for Peter. At least he knows his own name this time around! But he doesn't recognize the room or the animals wanting his attention, so he gets out and goes to the kitchen. He finds something on the refrigerator...]

Crowley.... Do I know a Crowley? I can't seem to remember, but I think I should look for him. I think he might be hurt. [Peter doesn't know why but for some reason feels compelled to go help this complete stranger, wtf hero complex]


[ooc: and i forgot to add this is an open post for anyone wandering in the kitchen]

☆ 36

[thefierceness.livejournal.com]

[Amanda's found some very interesting pieces of people's memories! she's sorting through them, finding some of the best ones, and upon reading the names attached to them, she can't help but play helpful just this once, and call out their rightful owners.]

( Minato Arisato )

( Itachi Uchiha )

( Misa Amane )

( Guilmon )

( Parker )

...am I the only sane woman here? If so, that's kind of scary. This whole amnesia bit is really just like, you know, so very soap opera.

(no subject)

[torchwoodgenius.livejournal.com]

[Tosh sits on her bed, running her fingers over the only memory of hers that she's found in her room - a picture of her and Owen. She sighs, then gets up and leaves - not to find the rest of her own memories, but to comb through the others found in the halls.]

(no subject)

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

[semi-groggily]

The boxes are a mess again...

Ugh.

[pause. pause. pause.]

Why are we on the roof?

[some scrambling]

What's all this--oh, right. Pen, pen...

[a sigh]

Dump us up here without a writing utensil? Losing points, Magical Castle.

[so he manages to scratch... in... a filter...]

( Much; )

(no subject)

[seasonalblossom.livejournal.com]

That girl looks really happy in this photo... Was I the only one who would talk to her? That doll she has is so cute! I wonder why other people wouldn't tell her that. Huh, I must have been a nice person!

CXXIV.

[exanimatus.livejournal.com]

( Private; )

( Shinobu; )

( Faye; )

[the flipping of pages from something other than the journal, before he reads aloud]

From the notes of Dr. Malcolm Long. October 27th, 1985.

His last words today were, "We do it because we are compelled."

Be he never says what it is that compels him. It's not his childhood, his mother, or Kitty Genovese. Those things just made him overreact to the injustice in the world.

They're not what sent him over its edge.


[[OOC: From Rorschach's shrink notes. :D ]]

(no subject)

[thisisyimhot.livejournal.com]

( Private )

(no subject)

[reallymessedup.livejournal.com]

[is in the kitchen, eating Fruit Loops and... Watching one of those video cameras with the fold-out screen. The volume's up at max, which makes it kind of hard to hear out of those tiny speakers, but the audio goes something like this:]

...You know what sucks? Seeing Starless get all stuffy and disappointed every day when I go out there. Why didn't they just summon up some aggro Henry Rollins type instead? I'm never gonna be a fighter, and we all know it.

Maybe that's not what ye were picked for. Ever think of that, eh?

Sure. They need the world saved, so they go scraping around a dumpster on purpose.

Maybe it's yer high self-esteem, then.

[it clicks off.]

Nope... Still don't get it.



[[OOC: Purple is Cho, Kano is himself. :) Canon scene, lulz. Open, or over journal.]]

(no subject)

[silentrefrain.livejournal.com]

[written in messy, childlike lettering]

I have found a lot of mine, but I'm still looking too.

My name is Nill. The room with my name on it is 402.

I do not have a last name, though. I hope that isn't bad.

058; who do you think you are.

[i-findthem.livejournal.com]

This must be what tacking drugs feels like, because I have no idea where I am, or how I got here. [yeah, just woke up, and is talking to herself. isn't having a meltdown, surprisingly, but is in the state of o.O -- yes, this is dictated]

My name is Miriam [scratch out legible for those who know her that can make fun of her later, after this, because the mun is mean] Molly Walker.

I don't like that name.

I want to be Princess Barbie.

(no subject)

[hyper-thief.livejournal.com]

[Recorded]

D'uhhhh.... What was I doing again? 

And... what are these things laying on my bed?  A picture of a girl?  

Jack Hodgins... Is that anybody here?  I gotsa picture of some girl!! 

Oooh~ A sphere!  I haven't found one since... since... sometime. 

Why don't I remember what exactly just happened?  Okay, I have almost healed scars... and a sphere.  The sphere!

[Maniacal giggle... SHE'S PROUD OF HERSELF]  This must be the easiest sphere capture in a whiiiile.  Yunie would be super proud!  I wonder what's on it~

[Watches it... Poor Cloud.  Is a little... confused.]  Uhhm... Is there someone named Cloud?  [Goes back to her door] Clooud! Cloud Strife? What a weird name...

[Shuffling around, and finds two other spheres, laying next to the door.] Hm, is that mine too?  [Watches one first. Dante, she is probably you're like, stalker!fan now~]  Uhm, Dante?  That's a REALLY weird name by the way, but uhm, I think I have something of yours?  It's pretty amazing~  I mean, this three headed dog-thingy was Huuuuge!  Weren't you scared?

[Watches the other.  Lots of "Aww!" and "How cuute~" this is dictated]  Nympeh-- No.  Nymfadoora?  Is that how you say it?  Nymfadoora Tonks?  I have something of yours.  A cuuuuute little baby~
[ooc; if you want to find Rikku's memories, go ahead!  ♥  And sorry about obvious mun fail earlier.  I was rushing, and didn't think, and afj;klasdlk;fjsd;;  I got... about an hour and a half before I gotta leave!  Hecks yes~]

six deep-fried tarantulas

[notso-average.livejournal.com]

[Lindsay woke up with a foggy head, and started moving through her day without much concern. Until she left her room and actually started to think...

So now she's walking down the hallway on the fifth floor and she's....confused.and mumbling to herself.]

I'm Lindsay...in the castle...and...huh. Lindsay, castle...nothing.


[open post, her memories be here.]

[ 6 ]

[need-to-rule-it.livejournal.com]

[rustling, a groan, a yawn...Billy is waking up at his workdesk again]

Wait...huh?

[shuffling as he pushes papers around. His research notes were jumbled in with other jotted equations, which had some other guy's name on it.]

W-what is going on, here? Who's 'Fred'?

[looking around, there was stuff everywhere, completely covering his room. Pictures and posters and junk, all with little names on them. Some of those pictures looked very...personal. Who would put all this stuff in hi--...wait]

Uhoh. [he picks up something from the floor.] Some of this is mine!

[picks up the journal and speaks directly into it] What the hell is this??

• 004

[thequeenvaliant.livejournal.com]

( Pevensies + Caspian )

Is there anyone else out there with their memory entirely intact? Or at least...More so than just their name? If there are...Is this sort of thing normal? I've heard of losses, but aren't they only meant to affect one person?

For those that lost your memory...I can't say I know most of you, but if you'd like, I don't mind helping you track down your pictures. It's a big castle and a very big job for anyone to do on their own.

† 006 - dictated

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[a rather flustered-sounding Abel begins speaking quickly, the flipping of pages going by as he reads the other entries in the journal, one after the other, some appearing anew even as he's trying to keep up. everyone has forgotten themselves? is this a, ah, 'temporary loss'?] O-oh, my. This isn't good.

Please, don't be alarmed! None of you have been abducted by a -- w-well, actually, you have been abducted, but not in the typical manner in which you might think! This place is Paradisa, and most of you have been here for some time... You see, this is like a sort of inter-dimensional crossroads, and...

A-ah? Perhaps this is too confusing... But please, don't panic! There's no reason to be flustered! You're perfectly safe - this is just some sort of... ah, freak accident that happens from time to time, so, you see, as long as you remain calm...

Wh...at are these photographs? [a shuffling as he begins sorting through some of them] W-well, it seems I have been chosen to keep my memories for a reason... Yes, it must be a test! [an enthusiastic, emotion-filled cry] Do not worry, Paradisa!! Abel Nightroad will not fail you!









But first, a snack. One cannot be expected to save the day on an empty stomach!

026 - What's Mine Isn't Yours

[seasonofsamurai.livejournal.com]

I find it-- [she cuts herself off in a start. The book automatically transcribing what she's saying still weirds her out.] --hard to believe all of us are anal enough to label each and every one of our belongings. Well, at least it's convenient. We'd have a harder time figuring out what belongs to who.

Just so you know, anything with either "Shinobu" or "Scarlet Jacobs" is mine. I'd like it back, thank you. I'm in [walks out, swings the door open, closes it, and returns to her journal] room 1404.

[She walks away, not realizing she left her journal open. It records a soft "hmn" as she puts in a DVD she happened upon since whatever the hel-- heck the castle did to everyone. Some audio from the TV, then a scoff.]

"Hey, baby"? Seriously? Guys, geez.


((OOC: Anything of her memory that hasn't already been claimed here is still free for the pickings! Memories in her tagged entries are fair game, too. ^.^;;))

the fourteenth

[exhikki.livejournal.com]

[this really is shaping up to be a bad day. He's found next to no belongings of his own, and may now be permanently scarred after seeing a dismembered baby (thanks, Saetan) and some poor guy being shot (thanks, Joshua). Oh, and the shot guy getting his pants pulled off isn't going to be much help to his mental state either. Honestly, he could have gone without knowing how screwed-up some people's lives were.

Hence, there is now a shaken-looking Chiba rummaging through some random pile of belongings, his brow furrowed so deeply you could make a joke about it turning into one line]


[ooc: open post. also, anyone coming across his memories will see lots of hooliganism in them, just not from him]

15 - Something's missing

[ifeelasong.livejournal.com]

AH! I...appear to be having some difficulties remembering... everything.

[Rustle of paper, hello memories]

I wonder who Erik is. Well, there must be something amongst these which can tel- OH MY GOD WE HAVE A MURDERING OPERA GHOST?!!

...Wait. What is an opera?

Can't rememba jack, son

[dailyplanetlane.livejournal.com]

I'm going to jump on the bandwagon here and ask that if anyone finds anything with the name "Lois Lane" on it, to please bring it to room 610. I'd appreciate it.

[She'll just be scuffling through some things she found on her own, particularly taken with a picture of herself and that man she met late last night.]



[Lois' memories can be found here for anyone who wants to find one last minute. ♥ ]

(no subject)

[scarletspeedsta.livejournal.com]

If you find a picture, video, anything with the name Wally West on it, let me know and I'll come pick it up. Or bring it to 1215.

Thanks.

[Busy being disturbed by a certain picture.]



[ooc; Okay, same as Lois, anyone is welcome to find anything of Wally's because there's copies of his pictures and videos. here they are. :D]

006

[thirdturk.livejournal.com]

...hm.

[That's odd. Rude is in the kitchen, staring rather blankly into the fridge, hand still gripping the door handle. He was about to get something, but...it seems to escape him.]

... [Mustn't have been important. He shuts the door again.] Strange.


(ooc: fff, I dunno, man. Open/journal! Edit: Ooh, also. If you want to find pictures/video of him doing some decidedly criminal things, feel free!)

(no subject)

[cloakand_danger]

This seems like the thing to do, so...

Anyone who finds memories labeled "Yuan" or "Kratos", please bring them to room 1114.

[Yes, he's asking for Kratos' memories, too. He'll give them to Kratos once he's looked through them.]

((ooc: Anyone who wants to find anything and isn't signed up to do so, feel free to drop by Yuan's memories on the planning post and pick anything that isn't claimed.))

[009]

[asitcouldbe.livejournal.com]

[have amnesiac!Cuddy standing in the hall outside her room, examining a picture of herself all scrubbed up in a hospital operating room and holding a newborn baby-- a look of sheer bliss on her face]

[open post, y/y?]

OOC: Because I'm lazy. Anything from before "The Itch" (that is, the episode directly after her adoption of the baby Joy falls through) is fair game; go wild! ♥

(no subject)

[ontheclockpro.livejournal.com]

( Private )

[Reno is sitting at a table in the dining hall, sorting through piles of photos and other items that he found there. For once he's not wearing his suit, rather just a pair of black pants and a dark button up that Misa had bought him two years ago and was in his closet. Any memories he isn't interested in are getting tossed into a pile near him]

The castle's sure done it this time...Not that I can recall what the previous times were like.

[a sigh]

Anyway, if anyone finds any thing that's labeled "Reno" - it's mine and I'd like to have it. I'm the redhead in the dining hall. [added in at the end with Dumbledore's handwriting] without the glasses.

[OOC: Open and over the journal to anyone. While Reno is hinted to be a fake name, all his memories should be labeled "Reno" since his real name is unknown and the castle wanted people to know it was him for sure.]

(no subject)

[thegoodturk.livejournal.com]

I don't know what good memories without context are, so I don't really mind who has what of mine. I've been trying to keep out of other people's business, but it's hard when the walls are covered in it.

And I'd ask if this has happened before, but...

32 locks picked;

[sneakingly.livejournal.com]

[Wandering down the hall on a mission to find memories of hers and that "Zelman Clock" guy, she huffs and dictates over the journal.]

Anything marked "Parker" is mine and I want it back now.

[Amidst the sea of photographs is something a bit different, and it's enough to make Parker stop and stare with curiosity. Something with a hoof, looks like a formal letter. She mumbles as she reads the gist of it aloud, voice wavering a bit and her eyes widening.]

...signed Bad Horse? [you can hear the page shaking in her hand] Leader of the Evil League of Evil?!

[shouted in a panic] Whoever Billy is, I think I found something of yours!

169.

[oirokenojutsu.livejournal.com]

Oh... Oh god... why? Why would anyone-

UGHH!

[have some more disbelieving sounds as Naruto stands outside the kitchen, watching an image of Allen get stabbed ... in the eye by Rhode, over and over again. he can't look away]

WHY WOULD ANYONE EVER-...

[aiohdaj clutches at his own eye, just... unable to stop staring]

I'm glad I'm not- [a pause as he looks for the name] Allen... Walker, holy crap! I wonder if this is real. Knowing the castle and all... I hope not!

I wonder if there are weird pictures of me around.

(no subject)

[darkevangel.livejournal.com]

If somebody finds something about "Evangeline McDowell," can you please let me know? Not knowing anything about yourself is.... well.... There should be something around here about me. I've already come across some things for other people.

[there's a moment of silence]

I-If your name is... Itachi... or Ken... I found some stuff of yours, and... if you really want them, I'll leave them somewhere for you, okay? [they both look like horrific villains in her eyes, so she doesn't want to meet in person :lb]

(no subject)

[thirdchildren.livejournal.com]

[because of two of the memories that have been returned to him, his voice is a little unsettled, though he seems to try to be remaining optimistic. something... not... normal for Shinji oh god.]

If... If you find anything with the name "Ikari Shinji" on it, could you please return it to me? I'll be in room 503.

Thank you.

-5- Who Are You

[luckyvalentine.livejournal.com]

I don't understand...

[Faye is sitting in the catastrophically cluttered lobby, blanket pulled tight around her shoulders and gun resting in her lap. Things that she's collected--some with her name and some not--are piled around her]

This can't be me.

[takes a deep breath] ...If anyone finds anything that says "Faye" on it...please tell me.

[336]

[ino]

[more muttered to herself than anything]

What is this, some kind of fucked up scavenger hunt?

[a sigh]

If anybody's got anything with "Yamanaka Ino" on it, I'd like it back.

[ooc: Her memories are in the planning post, if anyone wants to be a last minute taker there :)]

Walter Kovacs' journal. September 11th.

[shrt-temper.livejournal.com]

[wakes up on the cot in his room, and lies there for a moment, while he wakes up. normally, it seems, there's always a good period of floating between consciousness and unconsciousness ... but today, his mind isn't completely catching up with his body, for some reason. only some of what he knows should be forthcoming gets to the surface. sits up and stretches ... then thinks, possibly a shower will help clear his mind. pads into the bathroom that he knows is there, in the room he still remembers - though he can't seem to remember why it's so sparse - and cleans himself up, quickly but thoroughly. finds a pair of dark blue pants and a white tank top and tugs them on, toweling his hair. he feels alert, and awake ... but his mind is still blank. that doesn't seem right at all.

maybe coffee will help. he seems to remember checking the journals is a regular ritual - though there's also some strange book sitting on his desk, a turquoise cover with some strange metal inlays that looks ... strangely technologically advanced for a book. he doesn't remember it's his private journal, of course, and so he picks up the other journal, tucks it under his arm, and yanks open the door, ready to head on down to the first floor.

and there are things completely littering the walls and hallway, plastered over the doors like advertisements for concerts and bands and performances, put on by strangers about their lives. lets his eyes wander over a few, for a second, not finding anyone he recognizes. there's a bank of television screens near one end of the hall, though, and as he approaches, one comes on and starts playing this.]

Hrm. ... Interesting. ... [shrugs to himself, and walks down the stairs toward the kitchen. opens up his journal and props it up against the counter as he's waiting for coffee to happen. dictates, idly...and his voice isn't HALF as growly as it normally is. it sounds pretty tame - like in the memories anyone's free to find of his prison shrink sessions]

If anyone finds something with the name "Walter Kovacs" on it? I'd like to see it. .... Thanks.

((OOC: His memories are here if anyone wants them. He's only got one Para memory - part of this log, from the point he opens his door onward.))

(no subject)

[justkingthough.livejournal.com]

( Sarah Williams )

☼ 18

[lionise.livejournal.com]

[Cagalli's currently standing in the sixth floor hallway, ripping through pictures on the wall. Despite the fact that she seems hasty about things, she's careful not to rip any of the pictures she goes through. As she rifles, she dictates into the journal.]

Since it works for others, I might as well try it, too.

My name's Cagalli Yula Athha, and I'm in room 616. If you find anything belonging to me, I'd like it returned as soon as possible. [...] Please.

[There's some more rustling noises.]

'Makes the impossible possible.' [snort] This Mwu guy's a piece of work.

[And a bit more before she stops and is quiet for a bit.]

I have a brother named Kira...

[OOC: Cagalli found a canon picture her father gave her before he died. (Here and here) Her planning thread is more than open for additional memories to be found; just contact me. :) Aaand post is through the journal or in person in the hallway.]

17 hits

[preparedforthis.livejournal.com]

[Duster is on a noble and slightly confused mission. Armed with a pile of photos, plus some assorted video and sound-playing devices poking out of his toolbelt, he's wandering all over the castle. These memories all seem like they might be important to someone, so he should try his best to return them. He's pausing frequently to study a picture or soundbyte and compare them to people he passes in the castle.]

... Hmmmm. I wonder if I know any of these people.

[OOC: Feel free to get spotted in the halls/lobby/kitchen/whatever, or peek at what he's got and find a memory of yours! Duster's planning thread is here.]

thirty-eighth

[lifeandliesof.livejournal.com]

Anyone finding anything labelled 'Albus Dumbledore' would have my gratitude if the were to carry it to room 1812, or contact me here. I am not in my room at the moment.

I shall also try my best to return the things I find to their rightful owners.

[where is he? he's walking down some random hallway atm! doop ti dooo /walks]

0023

[daemonkoenig.livejournal.com]

[So after the...thankfully journal absent freak out of not knowing who he is, he's been wandering up and down the halls all day looking for his stuff, generally not paying too much attention to anything that isn't his. He's sure respecting someone's privacy is a bit higher on the list than collecting it for them]

Oh hey...This one's kind of cool! [...So much for that. He peers closer at three pictures in a haphazard row]

It looks like this one guy is about to be eating by a dog, only...It's sort of too big to be one. So it's gotta be something else...I don't know what though. Doesn't really matter, some other guy saves him.

[Pause for him to flip up on the pictures] James Potter? Your life must be kind of...Weird.

[Another pause] ...You know how to wash your hair...Right?

96 Quite Bitter Beings

[onlyanapple.livejournal.com]

Burning to death in a vintage Bentley. Sounds fun.

Right. So most of us seem to be in an amnesic black hole of despair right now. Considering all of us have to go on is our names, and what other people find for us, shouldn't you all get a little organised? Room doors have names on, I'm sure people would be appreciative to get back whatever it is which belongs to them.

Speaking of which, who in the blazes is Castiel?

sixth failed curse

[la-plus-fidele.livejournal.com]

[Backdated to just after the epic roof battle that ended Dalek Caan's loss...
Bella has cast the Dark Mark into the air. The journal catches her saying the incantation, or feel free to use this post simply to gawk, shudder, etc.]

♕ thirty three..?

[steelbound.livejournal.com]

( Ken Ichijouji, Yukari Takeba, and Yuuri Shibuya )

[ since the lobby is where it's at, Minato is in one of the chairs fiddling around with a pistol. he's trying to figure out where you're supposed to load the magazine in, since it looks like there's no way to load bullets normally. feel free to tell this kid 'hey, stop playing with a gun' or pop by if you've found something of his ]

dictated ♫

[musical-phantom.livejournal.com]

[a slight cough as erik clears his throat]

It seems that, if something bears a particular name, then it belongs to that person.

... If anyone should discover something with the name 'Erik' upon it, please inform me and I will retrieve it.

[pause]

On that note, is there a man named Lemony Snicket here? I believe I have found something that belongs to him.


[ooc: excuse this being his second post today - i figured i'd follow everyone else and have somewhere for people to inform him they've found his memories.]

(no subject)

[optimystically.livejournal.com]

I can't find anything! I swear, I'm finding a million memories everywhere, but I can't find any of mine! [there is a pause] Do I not have any memories? Oh boy, that's a scary thought. What if I'm some wandering rogue, who lost all her memories already forever ago! Or maybe I'm a person who can't make memories at all, that happens... doesn't it?

I don't know, my clothes are pretty weird though, and that's all I really have in my closet. Maybe that means I'll have cool memories! Like some of the ones I've found here. Like this guy named Smellerbee! Smellerbee, you lived in a tree-house, it looks really neat! [there is a pause... and then a frustrated noise]

Okay, everyone! Drop what you're doing right now and look for memories that say 'Maya Fey' on them! I'm kind of really worried.

Phase 8

[makesitpossible.livejournal.com]

Might as well throw my name in here too - if anyone finds anything with "Mwu la Flaga" on it, it's mine.

03.

[intellectum.livejournal.com]

( Private )

(no subject)

[occultly.livejournal.com]

[flipping sounds of the journal]

Well it looks like I'm certainly not the only one suffering with this.

It's probably a bit unnecessary to say this, but this is not good. At all.

(no subject)

[overninelives.livejournal.com]

I think I'm going to go crazy looking through all of this. Weddings, fights, deaths... how do we know any of this is real? Even if our names are on it, some of the things here are impossible. There was this one with this girl--

[a pause, and then a sigh] But everyone losing their memories doesn't exactly fall under normal, possible things, does it? Nothing makes sense.

... I'm Claire Bennet. If anyone has anything of mine, I'd appreciate seeing it.

-24

[enjoythe_ride]

[written, as she really doesn't feel comfortable talking to a book at the moment.]

To follow the trend, anything with the name "Bela Talbot" on it is mine. If you either find it and let me know, or return it to room 914, I'd appreciate it.

[There's a rather long pause before]

Thank you.

[She doesn't say it easy, okay?]



[And memories up for grabs be here.]

019 // transcribed

[berserkism.livejournal.com]

...The fuck kind of name is 'Guts'?

[ooc: yeah feel free to comment here with any memories your characters want to find! :>]

#016

[expandhorizonts.livejournal.com]

[If Neku had to count how many times his memory has been taken from him already, the results would be... quite disturbing.

So yet again, have a confused boy standing in the hallway of the 6th floor. Currently mulling over the... visual novel in his hand, labeled "Yoshiya Kiryu". He'd be thoroughly scarred if it weren't for the fact that, yeah, no memory?]

...Could anyone tell me why...

...

For some reason, this story feels so wrong.

(no subject)

[lessthanstelar.livejournal.com]

[Yaaaaaaay Subaru finally found something pertaining to him!]

Oh, these are the kids I walk to school with... my friends, I guess!

[a pause as he watches, and then--]

What the--

Hey, they all ganged up on me!

What a bunch of jerks!

(no subject)

[bluespells.livejournal.com]

( Private )

Uh, is this thing on? My name's Billy and apparently a lot of people are looking for their memories. If you find mine, could you bring them to [room number]?


And if anyone knows why there's a cape on my bathroom floor, an explanation would be good.

[Added later:]And is there someone named Danny around? I think I've got something of yours.

[Most of his memories are still unclaimed because life decided to eat me. Fair game for anyone. =D?]

⇐ 3

[pwnspatrickjane.livejournal.com]

( [Room 210 Filter] )

[In reference to THIS.]

(no subject)

[danceforglory.livejournal.com]

[A deep sigh, and crinkling as she looks at some pictures spread across the table.]

I have some things that belong to Death the Kid, Teresa, and Dr. McCoy. If you would like them back? I'm in a bar of some kind, there are rainbows painted on the ceiling for some reason.

[He has a few pictures, Death the Kid spazzing out about something not being symetrical, Teresa with Clare sleeping on her, and McCoy's wedding. A pause, and steps along with a cane clicking.]

It's called the Lux.

((ooc: Bed called me sooner than I thought it would, and I have an early morning tomorrow. I will tag back as soon as I can tomorrow, I'm so sorry!))

(no subject)

[wasinthedark.livejournal.com]

[Someone's been going around all day and trying to find his memories in the ridiculous mass of them all over the place. He hasn't been having much luck, but what he has found is well...not all that pleasant.]

...I did that?

(no subject)

[ambitious-woman.livejournal.com]

Nearly everyone, it seems, is confused on the very nature of who they are. Something has quite obviously been done to us.

The question that now presents itself is how.

[and then signed with a flourish, because it is the one thing she is certain of]

Jeanne-Antionette

Open as open can be

[fishy-go-byebye.livejournal.com]

[Laughter, and Del skipping through the hallways, stealing pictures off of walls. So far she has one of Howl transforming, one of Yuan with pink streaks in his hair, one of Kano talking to a giant rainbow dragon god and playing with a sword, and one of Hikaru and Kaoru playing the "which one is Hikaru" game.

Stops to consider a video of a man singing to laundry and tries to figure out how to take that too. These are fun~

Feel free to yell at her for stealing pictures, encourage her to stal more and try for the videos, mock her for her amnesia, or anything else you can think of!]

((ooc: Sorry for doing this, my loves. Bed called me sooner than I thought it would... I will tag back asap, I promise!))